"They dare not come to the sea sacrifice. The formal ceremony is over. It's just a show on the stage. The Japanese pirates will not come to stop the show?! Haha, Zihou, it's good to be vigilant, but it's unnecessary to be overly vigilant. You are under too much pressure and worry too much. Maybe you need to have a drink and have a good rest... Tonight, Merlin and I will draft a report on the success of the sea sacrifice overnight and submit it to His Majesty tomorrow morning."
Zhao Wenhua smiled and shook his head, patted Zhu Ping'an on the shoulder, and left with Hu Zongxian without caring.
Tonight, he and Hu Zongxian would draft a lengthy summary of the Sea Sacrifice, reporting this once-in-a-century ceremony and the people's support as his achievements to Emperor Jiajing.
Zhu Ping'an looked at Zhao Wenhua's departing back and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
There is no time like the present to be in power!
As for Zhang Jing, he left with an excuse before the banquet was over. He was too lazy to look at Zhao Wenhua's smug face.
When Zhang Jing left, Zhu Ping'an chased him out of the tent and told Zhang Jing about the possibility of the Japanese pirates attacking tonight.
"Zihou, your worries are not groundless, but you have found the wrong person. The Zhao family has brought out the imperial edict, and all matters related to the sea sacrifice are decided by them. However, after the sea sacrifice, you can come to me for all military affairs. My door is always open to you. As for the sea sacrifice period, you should go to the Zhao family."
Zhang Jing didn't listen much. He really didn't want to have any interaction with Zhao Wenhua, and he was too lazy to get involved in the affairs of the sea sacrifice. He waved his hand to interrupt Zhu Ping'an, made a simple comment, asked Zhu Ping'an to find Zhao Wenhua, and left quickly.
As for Zhao Wenhua.
This is Zhao Wenhua’s answer.
At this time, Zhu Ping'an shared the same feeling as Cao Gui. He believed that those who eat meat are vulgar and cannot plan for the long term. He wanted to replace him.
Being controlled by others, unable to realize one's ambitions! Even suggestions are not taken seriously! This feeling is terrible!
If we follow the historical context, Zhang Jing would be framed and eliminated by Zhao Wenhua, the troublemaker, and then the governor of Jiangnan would be passed on to Hu Zongxian after two tools. Would he have a chance? !
Zhu Ping'an closed his eyes and thought for a long time, then opened his eyes and returned to the Zhejiang Army camp with a determined look.
When passing by the Jianghuai camp of Linhuai Hou, Zhu Ping'an turned in.
The guard at the gate of Jianghuai Camp recognized Zhu Ping'an and knew that he was the nephew-in-law of their commander-in-law. He opened the gate and invited Zhu Ping'an in.
"My dear nephew, you are here. Haha, you didn't drink enough, right? Come on, have a few drinks with me."
Marquis Linhuai walked out of the tent with his big belly and a drunken gait, put his arm around Zhu Ping'an's shoulders enthusiastically, and pulled him into the tent.
There were six dishes, a soup and a pot of wine on the desk of Marquis Linhuai in the general's tent. The tent was filled with the smell of fine wine and delicacies. It was obvious that Marquis Linhuai did not enjoy himself at the celebration banquet, and he started drinking by himself after returning.
"Come here, nephew, have a taste. The dishes here are not as good as those at the celebration banquet, but the wine is not inferior in the slightest. This is a jar of century-old wine that I accidentally obtained after I became the deputy commander of Jianghuai. If it weren't for my nephew, I would not have been willing to give it to him."
Linhuai Hou enthusiastically picked up the wine jug, took out a new wine glass, and was about to pour wine for Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Ping'an took the wine jug. When Linhuai Hou thought that Zhu Ping'an respected his elders and wanted to pour the wine himself, Zhu Ping'an raised the wine jug high and threw it to the ground with force. With a loud crash, the white jade wine jug shattered into pieces.
Linhuai Hou didn't react until the wine jug fell to the ground and shattered. It took him a second to react.
"Oh, my dear nephew, my moonlight wine pot is made of the finest Kunlun jade and is worth dozens of taels of silver. Why are you such a spendthrift?"
"Oh, my century-old wine! My dear nephew, you don't know how much effort I put into getting this jar of wine. This is something you can't buy with any amount of money. I usually don't even want to drink a few sips, and you threw it all away!"
"My dear nephew, my dear nephew, what is wrong with you?"
Linhuai Hou stamped his feet repeatedly in pain. In his excitement, the drunkenness was washed away and he looked at Zhu Pingan with anger and confusion.
"Uncle, are you sober?" Zhu Ping'an asked Linhuai Hou calmly.
"How can you not wake up? My moonlight wine jug, my century-old wine, no amount of silver can buy them." Linhuai Hou said with both heartache and anger.
"Uncle, can money buy life? Can money buy a career?" Zhu Ping'an sneered and asked back.
"My dear nephew, what nonsense are you talking about? How can money buy life? As for a career in politics, forget it if you don't have mountains of gold and silver! And even if you have mountains of gold and silver, if you don't have connections, it's just a dream!"
Linhuai Hou said unhappily.
"It seems that uncle has woken up. It is an extraordinary time and an extraordinary measure. Please forgive me, uncle."
Zhu Ping'an nodded and calmly bowed to apologize.
"What kind of extraordinary moment is this? As for you taking such an extraordinary measure, my moonlight wine jug, under the moonlight, I can appreciate the fine wine in the jug through the wine jug. I haven't even had a few sips of my century-old wine yet."
Marquis Linhuai pointed unhappily at the wine jug that was smashed by Zhu Ping'an and the wine that was spilled on the ground. Seeing the mess, he still felt heartbroken. If Zhu Ping'an could not give him a satisfactory explanation, that would not do.
"The Japanese pirates will raid the festival venue tonight. This is a matter of life and death for us. Uncle, do you think this is an emergency?!"
Zhu Ping'an stared at Linhuai Hou with burning eyes and said seriously.
"Haha, my dear nephew..." Hearing this, Linhuai Hou couldn't help but laugh, "During the sea sacrifice, the Japanese pirates can't come. The sea sacrifice ceremony has been held, and the Japanese pirates will not come. What's the point of ruining the show?!"
"Uncle, you are all trapped in a misconception. Why did the Japanese pirates want to destroy the sea sacrifice? Are they afraid that if the sea sacrifice is successful, the sea god will kill the sea monsters who helped them cross the sea?! They crossed the sea all the way, didn't they know whether there were sea monsters helping them?! They are not afraid of the sea sacrifice at all, they just want to kill and burn at the sea sacrifice, severely slap the face of the court, put pressure on the court, and make themselves famous! It doesn't matter to them whether the official sea sacrifice ceremony is held or not, as long as they kill and burn at the scene of the sea sacrifice. Tonight is their last and best chance!"
"If uncle still has this mentality and Jianghuai Camp is still in this state, then tonight will be a disaster for uncle and Jianghuai Camp."
"On the contrary, if uncle can cheer up and deploy early, tonight will be the time for uncle and Jianghuai Battalion to perform meritorious deeds."
"Good words cannot persuade a damned ghost, and great mercy cannot save others. That's all I can say. The decision is up to you, uncle. I'm going back to the camp to make arrangements. Please forgive me for my rudeness!"
Zhu Ping'an spoke with a serious face and sharp words, not giving Linhuai Hou any chance to interrupt. After he finished speaking, Zhu Ping'an bowed to Linhuai Hou again, then left the Jianghuai camp without looking back.